Time :5 in the morning ..
I try to locate the vibrating mobile somewhere under my pile of pillows .Manage to find it and switch the darn thing off ..Though I would love to snooze for a while but the luck is not on my side today .. dragging myself out from the comfort of my bed , I look around my once neat n cozy home ,which resembles an ancient ruin these days .
Bricks, bottles ,boxes ,ladder ,all kinds of construction material and an eye sore of a platform staring back at me from the window of the kid’s room.
I notice that the night breeze has settled another fine layer of dust over everything …Sigh !!!! 😦
I have been eating more dust than food these days I feel . 😦
Taking my tea , I step out carefully, in the remains of what used to be a balcony and stand looking at the refreshing green of the swaying Neem tree ..It is breezy n nice .There is a slight nip in the air .. and I take a deep breath .The fragrance of roses , fill my entire being and I feel blessed .I smile at the little beauties and thank the universe for these little bundles of joy .The sky is turning into a shade of pink behind the matchbox like buildings and it feels great . My morning friends are around, busy with their stuff .
The group of around eight squirrels are scurrying around gathering the bits n pieces of the leftover bread someone has thrown .It is a joy to watch these furry wonders and their gymnastics .. 🙂
The pigeons ,mynas and other birds have gathered, to a feast of bajra and water at the edge of the park . The noise they all make is deafening but somehow today it doesn’t bother me much . At Least it is better than the thak thak that goes on all day at my place .
Thinking of that , I realise that the workers are due by 10 and I have a lot to do .
Unwillingly, I walk back in and wonder from where I should start .The house is uncannily silent .I decide to setup a good working environment and put on the radio at a little higher than usual volume .It blares the latest Himesh Reshmya song and I curse under my breath at the choice of Radio Mirchi . Certainly not a good way to start but anyways .. 😦
I begin the cleaning routine, knowing it is a waste of time n energy ,as within no time the things will be back to square one.But the habit to clean n scrub is a little difficult to let go ..Am I getting obsessed with “wash ’em clean ” thing ???.. Guess I am 😦
By the time I am through, it is around 9:30 and a quick look in the mirror tells me that it’s time for a bath,before the door bell starts ringing .15 minutes and I am out ,fresh and ready for another challenging day .
This is the 5th day since the work started and I feel as if I am also a part of the Thekedar’s gang .At least by the end of the day my face n clothes looks exactly like them .And I am sure, I work as much as they do .
I wonder what will happen when I start building my dream home ..Did I tell you about it ?? … NO….well ! maybe I should .Later .
Just now my mind is filled with just one thought “God ,give these men more strength to finish the work as soon as possible “.